Chapter 1491： 796 reunion (2/2)
Thinking, Xi Yewang's mind was chaotic, more panic, a cold feeling climbed from the soles of his feet, and his back was cold, as if stared at by the evil spirits crawling back from hell.
Yes!
Behind Guan Yubai are the evil spirits of the government!
The King of the Night Ye gritted his teeth fiercely, and his eyes glowed with sternness.
He will not be defeated by those ghosts, where there must be a way of life ...
correct! Emperor Dayu!
Emperor Dayu must not know what Xiao Yi colluded with Guan Yubai was doing.
Imagine that once the Zhennan Royal Palace wins the West Night, the strength will only increase greatly. The Emperor Dayu originally had a jeopardy of southern Xinjiang and a jealousy of Zhennan Royal Palace. How could he sit and watch the Zhennan Royal Palace grow and threaten his Dayu River!
Nowadays, the best strategy is to ”control by Yi”, and try to inform Emperor Dayu of Xiao Yi's army to attack Xiye, then Emperor Dayu will certainly respond ...
In this way, you can resolve the immediate crisis without any effort!
The night king's eyes bloomed brilliantly, and Shen Sheng asked: ”Guo wants to send someone to Dayu, who wants to ask for his life?”
The generals looked at each other again, and then heard the calm voice of the West Night King sounded again, slowly speaking his intentions ...
As soon as the incense was burned, a middle-aged soldier hurriedly left the Royal Study Room. He wanted to rush to the capital of Dayu immediately.
Although an ambassador was sent to Dayu, the West Night King still stood still.
Today's situation is completely out of control, time is urgent, and I am afraid that the envoys have not yet reached the capital of Dayu King, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai's army have already entered the city ...
Xi Yewang's worries are not unfounded, the war is approaching the West Night City step by step ...
On the third day of January, Xiao Yi's army attacked Fan Yancheng in Shuzhou, and Fan Yancheng was in critical condition.
On the fourth day of the first month of the month, the Bailer tribe was defeated, and Fan Yancheng City broke.
On the sixth day of the first month of the month, Zhan Zhan City in Zhuzhou was besieged, crying for help.
...
In just a few days, the Zhuzhou cities were defeated, Xiao Yi's army was approaching, and even the three-year-old child of Xiye knew the prestige of the Southern Army.
As for the army of Guan Yubai, they still stay in Zhongling City. Although they have won Zhongling City, there are still thousands of soldiers from the Western Night fleeing, and they need to sweep around and take the rest of the army.
The gates of Zhongling City are wide open. From time to time, soldiers of the Southern Army are busy entering and leaving ...
On the high wall, Fu Yunhe yelled at Guanyu with a white hug: ”Houye, just got the news from the West Central Basin. The Mengu remnants in the three cities of Wenxi City, Longmen City and Gongye City have been annihilated. The city is completely under the control of our army. ”
”Xiye remnants who have escaped from the First World War in Zhongling City have been annihilated by 70 to 80%. It has been found that a remnant of about 500 people is led by a vice general to flee to the northwest. At the end, 800 cavalrymen will be sent for recovery ...
Fu Yunhe angrily focused on matters inside and outside the city. These days, for the aftermath of the war, the busiest person is probably him.
”Continue to sweep the surrounding towns and villages. Don't let go of a fish that leaks the net.” Guan Yubai ordered, looking up outside the city, thoughtfully, ”In two or three days, Ai should also arrive ... ”
Hearing the words, Fu Yunhe immediately gave a smile, and ordered to retreat with a smile.
As Fu Yunhe's footsteps under the stone steps were getting farther and farther, a long black figure appeared unknownly next to Guanyubai.
Both of them were looking back at Fu Yunhe's horse, and didn't speak for a long time.
Compared with the indifferent official language, Si Yan's expression seemed a bit complicated, and the slightly angled mouth seemed to smile and emotion.
Yubai he did it!
Swinging soldiers captured Xiye's hinterland, and pointed his sword directly at the key of Xiye King's throat.
All this was beyond his expectation, and it seemed too slow ... nine years!
Fortunately, although justice was long overdue, it still came.
Su Shi smiled suddenly and sighed: ”It's plain,‘ Cheng Ye Xiao He defeats Xiao He ’, this old saying can be given to the West Night King!”
The West Night King was able to become a prince by ”stray count”, but now he has also lost to his own ”straight plan”, which can be regarded as his own fault!
A cold gleam flashed in the official language's white eyes, and slowly said, ”Gao Miyi was originally a battle-hardened general, but since he has tasted the sweetness brought by conspiracy and trickery, in recent years, he has become more and more inclined to use it. Human means, so that there is no improvement in tactics ... ”
Speaking, Guanyu's white mouth slightly twitched, revealing a touch of taunt, ”Although he has the ambition of Dong Zheng Dayu, he has no self-knowledge and knows the enemy is unknown.
The Xiye Army was a division of tigers and wolves, so it could be their opponent for many years.
But now?
The Western Night Army was defeated by the Southern Army, and there was no backhand. It can be seen that the Western Night Army was already declining without knowing it.
”Sun Tzu's Art of War” has the following features: the degree of birth, the amount of energy, the number of births, the number of births, and the birth victory.
Degree is the estimated land area; quantity is the estimation of material resources; number is the statistical strength; it is said to compare the military strength of the enemy and us.
Xi Ye and South Xinjiang are too far apart. South Xinjiang knows West Ye, but Xi Ye doesn't know South Xinjiang. No matter how many degrees, quantities, numbers, and scales are, what is the final ”victory”? !!
To this day, even if the West Night King has realized it, it is too late!
Next, there was a silence between the two, only the cold wind blowing their long hair and robes, hunting and hunting.
Looking at the sharp side of the official language Bai Wenrun, Si Yan could not help but asked: ”Yu Bai, are you really worried about repeating the same mistakes?”
The implication is, do you really have to believe Xiao Yi?
Guan Yubai did not look at Si Yan, his gaze was still looking into the distance, that is the direction of southern Xinjiang ...
For a while, when Si Yan almost thought that Guanbai could not answer, he heard two words floating in his ears: ”Of course.”
His voice was not light or heavy, so casual, the blink of an eye disappeared in the wind, leaving only Si Yan's brisk laughter ...
The cold wind does not decrease, but when the Spring Festival is approaching, then spring is not far away!
Compared with the calmness of Zhongling City, the war in Shuzhou continued to advance in the northwest and approaching it. On the eighth day of the new year, a tens of thousands of troops came to Zhongling City.
The soldiers who sent out whistle on the tower on the city wall discovered this first. Soon, there was a commotion in the city wall. This turmoil quickly spread to all corners of the city ...
Gradually, even the people of Xiye in the city heard the rumbling footsteps coming from outside the city, and they became louder and louder. They thought that their Xiye army was coming, and they thought that Zhongling City would usher in another thrilling event. Battle.
Who would have thought that the Southern Army in the city opened its gates to welcome each other into the city.
Here's another Southern Army!
This cognition scared the people of the Western Nights. On the contrary, the Southern Army was very happy.
Guan Yubai took Fu Yunhe and other hundreds of soldiers out of town to meet in person.
On the walls, outside the walls, everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction.
”Treading ...”
I saw the direction of the rumbling footsteps, the dust was rolling, an army wearing a copper helmet and iron armor was moving towards this side, the black flag embroidered with the word ”Xiao” was flying wantonly in the air.
Guan Wenbai's eyes were looking forward with a smile, watching the black flag constantly approaching here, and watching Xiao Yi's familiar tall figure enter his vision ...
In the warm winter sun, the young man described as slickly dressed in silvery white armor was riding on a dark cloud and stepping on snow. Dark black hair and silvery white cloak fluttered along with the horse's Mercedes.
Fresh clothes angry horse, wanton publicity!
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